Glitches (The Skin You're In)(featuring The Roots) - Radio Edit

You live, you die
 And spend the years in between asking the question
 Why you've been through what you been
 You lose, you win
 You even pay for other sins
 But you must always adore the skin you are in
 I woke up and it was pouring down rain
 I put my head on, it really wasn't no thing
 One of them days I was feeling immune to the pain
 Threw on, Alice Coltrane, smoked and sang
 And wrote this flame compused to the rhythm of the droplets
 And went whispering simliar to gossip
 The kick slapping at the window glass
 Slow down the globe so it don't spin too fast
 Because, I been running like a river since
 The age of my early innocence
 It just made me ambitious
 My grams used to tell me "Man listen,
 If you can't burn, don't step into the kitchen"
 You muscle your turn, the laws of the land viscious
 We gotta stick to the plan, which is
 Pursuing true riches, whether we trade stock or wash dishes
 Throughout setbacks and few glitches
 The Big Picture's the focus, fuckin being hopeless
 Or helpless, we not selfish so we wrote this
 Give it to ya, make you feel good
 Know what I'm talkin about? C'mon
 Yo from the parquet floors to the fifty foot ceiling
 I pull the heavy black curtain back, now revealing
 The sun beneath the velvet, and like it was mine
 No one elses, embracing the beams yo, I felt it
 And stood there, feeling it, getting charged
 Turn me loose upon the streets, a young poet at large
 Out in the world, up against tremendous odds
 Some'll let it break em and throw in they cards
 But my squad remain focus when we goin for ours
 And we don't, do it for chains or do it for cars
 And we don't, do it for lames or do it for broads
 And we don't, do it for fame, we do it because
 It's for the young black gifted mind
 Living the story of the most twisted kind
 Turbulent times swirled around they dome like a turban
 It gets disturbing, feelin alone in the urban
 But maintain ya grip for just a little bit
 I'd tell you it's all good but that's bullshit
 Let's just try to feel good, yeah... know what I'm talkin bout
 A spirit knows we're meant to blow
 A? rose by the seat of your soul
 You past it all and seeds your soul
 Are destined to grow even after you go
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